They finally came upon a well traveled path through the sand. Many prints pocked the sand, headed in a angled direction ahead of them. Allura altered the direction she was walking to match the path.
"I can shade you. My helmet is protecting me from the sun," she grumbled.
Shifting her shield to complement her sister's shield, Ahayla would be even more shaded now. Grumbling incoherently, the looming walls of the city rose ahead of them, nestled between the towering cliffs of the canyon it is situated within.